“You’re insane. It’s January.”“It’s heated, and anyway, I thought I told you to shut up and stay put,” I said, climbing out slowly and l...tting my hair drip over my arse and thighs, putting on a show for his benefit.Away from the glare of the heater, it was freezing. My breasts tightened, nipples rock hard. Who even was I anymore: skinny dipping in the rooftop pool of an NCS target on a Monday night? My world was crumbling, but something much better was forming from the ruins.I climbed onto the. So, here I am in the present. Work was fine. Friday. Fuck yeah. Timefor me to hit the bar because I'm just fucking wiped out and needing tounwind. Something's bothering me but I figured it's just all the emailsI ignored at work today. Hey. The Internet's not going to browseitself, right? Priorities.So, loading up in my car in my blue jeans and cheap black Polo shirt, Idrive away whistling a merry little tune. Scratching slowly at mycrotch like a good uncouth man. Traffic is shitty as. He said he wanted to admire his work. I did as I was told and positioned my punished, throbbing ass toward him. My cunt was sopping wet from the spanking and my asshole was on full display. I could never be this vulnerable in front of any other person. I don’t know how long I lay there, but I prayed that somehow I was pleasing Master and that he was enjoying the sight of his slave's punished ass in the air, her face against the floor. He stood up and walked over to me. He stood in front of me. Aur zoor se aur zoor se aur zoor se chood apni bhabhi ko. Aaaahhhhh…”“aaahhh. Bhabhi. Aap toh kafi mast maal ho. Bhai ne apko chooda kyu nahi honeymoon ke baad se. Agar meri shaadi hui hoti aap se, toh mai aapko roz choddta. Aap ke jaise khobsorat aur itni perfect figure wali ladki ko chode bagair koi kaise reh sakta hai.”“aaahhh. Kya batau yaar. Tere bhai office ke kaam me busy rehte the aaaahhhhh. Paaaarrrr. Ab woh nahiiiiii haiiiii abbb sirf maiiiii aur tu haiiii…”“Haan bhabhi, ab sirf.